Marvel World New Magneto

"The hearing time hasn't come yet, please go through the security check first." The reporters and security personnel were waiting for them outside the hall. When they saw Eric walking over, someone immediately greeted them. The reporters tried to approach the target but were separated by security personnel. They have to make careful preparations.

"Ms. McTagg can stay, this... gentleman, please retreat to the waiting room, where you can watch live TV." The lead security guard blocked Hank from outside, allowing only Eric and Mora The lady enters the hearing room.

"This is your safety measure, it looks as thin as paper." Looking down at the straitjacket, Eric said to the man who was tying him.

It was a young man in his 20s with short hair and thick eyebrows. He had a dark complexion like a Mexican. His body looked strong and powerful, but his movements were flexible. According to Eric's experience, he was a melee master.The melee master turned a deaf ear to Eric's words, tied the straps on the straitjacket tightly and tightly, and stopped when he was almost out of breath, then he patted Eric's head hard, and put his head close Come over and say: "You'd better be honest, otherwise I'll make you look good."

"Why don't you try it now?" Eric said into those malicious eyes, and then someone kicked him behind the knee, kicking him to a staggering degree.When the reporters next to see this scene, they are overjoyed and picked up their cameras to capture them.

Before Hank left, he shouted angrily when he saw this scene, the guards swarmed to stop him, and Ms. Mora hurried over to persuade him.

"I know you're a mutant, don't think too much of yourself." The man in the back walked up to Eric, a handsome white young man whose attitude was as bad as his colleagues. "In my opinion you are a bunch of super-powered rascals who enjoyed the peace that the country brought you while we risked our lives fighting in Iraq and Afghanistan, but stayed behind and bullied civilians. Don't let me Catch your handle, or I want you to look good." The young man looked at Eric aggressively and said.

"By you?" Eric smiled sarcastically.Since he came to this world, the ordinary people he has seen are either indifferent passers-by or grateful beneficiaries. The only people who are as unfriendly as these security personnel are those who used to be Stryker's men.

If these guys dared to do this in another world, Eric would have made them regret it long ago, but now they don't have to care about these little people.

"Look over there." The young man pointed to him, not far away there was a small group of soldiers armed with large-caliber firearms made of transparent material and on full alert, looking at them.

"If you dare to act rashly, they will knock out your dog's brain at any time." The young man threatened.

"I like your confidence." Eric laughed. "Fulfill your mission now, soldier. I can't wait to go in and see."

The young man looked at him for a few seconds and looked away. He picked up the communicator from his waist and said a few words, and led Eric into the hearing room.

This is a hall of less than [-] square feet. The furnishings in the hall are extremely simple. Several wooden tables are arranged in the middle of the hall. Attendees can speak freely around them. A few feet away from the table are some chairs where invitees can sit. Watching there, only these tables and chairs take up most of the space. The open space near the door is prepared for the media. The photographers will place their equipment there. Through their operation, the movement in the hall will be transmitted through the radio waves. communicated to all audiences.

Everything was unremarkable, with no fancy cutting-edge equipment, no expensive and luxurious decoration, the only thing special was Eric's special seat.

The reason why it is special is that it is made of different materials.Perhaps in order to prevent Eric's power from taking effect, the staff not only took away all the metal products in the hall, but also ordered a stone chair with a height of nearly one meter from somewhere. It looks like a big rock that hasn't been worked much.There are no armrests, just some cut holes on the sides, and the back of the chair is low, just reaching Eric's waist.

Looking at this stone chair with black and white patterns on its surface and a simple shape, Eric couldn't help but walked over and knocked on it.

The echo is dull and the chair is solid.

"What a fat guy, does it weigh [-] pounds?" Eric gasped in admiration. "Where did you dig it up, a quarry in the Alaskan badlands, or a Pharaoh's pyramid tomb?"

He looked at a few thin traces of dragging under the chair, and he couldn't help but guess how these unfortunate staff transported it in. Did it hit anyone's toes during the transport?Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh.

The young man answered his question.

"I don't care where it came from, all I know is that you're going to stay on it for the entire hearing, tied up with ropes like a monkey." The young man finished speaking and ordered, "Now, sit on it for me. "

He beckoned his companions to take Eric to a chair, and then another round of tying, until Eric was wrapped in polymer fibers like a silkworm.

"Now, wait for the congressmen to arrive." The young man patted Eric's face and stepped aside.

Eric ignored him, and he closed his eyes and waited for the hearing to begin.

The second half of the hearing hall is the rest room. The layout here is comfortable and leisurely, which is completely different from the simple one in front. Some big people are sitting here enjoying the fragrant coffee slowly, waiting for the hearing time to start.

"Is it about to start?" a middle-aged fat man wearing black-rimmed glasses asked one of them. "Should we go out and see?"

It was an old man with neatly combed back hair. Although his face had faint age spots, he was still in good spirits. He seemed dignified and confident when he raised his hands and feet, and his eyes were piercing.This person is one of the most powerful figures on Capitol Hill, the chairman of the hearing committee, Senator Bill Stone.

"What are you looking at, Beast?" Senator Bill said disdainfully when he heard Fatty's words. "I thought you had already dispelled your curiosity in this regard while you were at school, Xiu Ken."

Fatty Xiuken was a good-tempered person. After listening to Bill's words, he moved his fat body and said, "But the scheduled time has passed, and now the reporter is outside."

Senator Bill waved his hand and stopped Hulk from continuing.

"Do you watch opera?" he asked.

"No," Xiu Ken said at a loss, "But what does this have to do with opera?"

"You can learn a lot from opera," Senator Bill said as he put down his glass and looked around.

"The curtain is drawn, and the actors and supporting roles are always the first to appear. They show off their acting skills on the stage, and confuse the audience in their performances, as if they are the masters of the stage."

"Then in the commotion, the protagonist came on stage. As soon as he appeared, the spotlights hit him with beams of light, and he immediately took away the brilliance of others, and walked calmly to the center amid all the attention. At this time Needless to say, audiences will find his place in a different place, so they hold their breath and wait for him to lead the show to its climax."

"When he fulfilled people's expectations, everyone did not begrudge their applause and cheers. They frantically threw their praise out in the audience, for fear that their enthusiasm would not match the grandeur of others, making him look like a layman. People completely ignored the characters in the opening scene, as if their hard work didn't matter at all."

"It's not that the audience is ungrateful, it's that it reveals the simple truth that the real big shots always come out. It's not that the big people are arrogant, it's the people's heart. People don't need a wall. The grass rides on their heads to make grandstanding, what they need is a shepherd who can be sincerely convinced even if he looks serious and rigid."

Hewken was stunned by the senator's remarks. After thinking about it, he felt that it was indeed justified, and then he sincerely admired: "It's no wonder that you have been holding the seat of the senator, while I am fluctuating in the House of Representatives."

"There are some differences between the Senate and the House of Representatives. You have to pay attention to this before you can go further." Bill smiled complacently. He had a very close relationship with Fat Heuken, and their relationship was like a father and son and a brother.

"I'll pay attention, brother-in-law." Xiu Ken agreed.

Bill looked up at the clock, a quarter of an hour had passed since the scheduled time, and he began to move his legs to get up.

"Come on, let's go out and see if the guards are doing as well as they say, I don't want these beasts to get mad at my hearing with snarky questions." He stood up , took the lead out of the lounge and came to the corridor leading to the hall.

"It's not that exaggerated. Most of the reports in the newspapers are fictitious. My father has had contact with them, and these guys are not all bad-tempered." The fat man followed closely behind the hearing chairman and explained to him smoothly.

The senator suddenly stopped, his face darkened, and he sternly admonished the fat man: "Watch out for your thoughts, Xiuken. Your sister has asked me many times to remind you not to repeat your father's old path. If he Not being too curious to give up his job as a diplomat and go to the CIA would have taken his life in 1962."

He criticized fiercely, reprimanded Xiu Ken to silence, seeing his wife's most beloved brother become flustered, he slowed his tone and said, "I won't have a prejudice against mutants because of this, that's why Congress appointed me to serve as the The reason for the hearing chair, but I would never allow you access to dangerous elements."

Xiu Ken nodded again and again, and the others spoke for him. The Senator let him go after seeing this scene.

"Have the reporters been arranged?" a staff member, who was the senator's personal aide, came from outside and asked the senator when he saw him.

"It's arranged, I greeted the press, they won't be too keen to hype the matter, but they won't give up the right to interview." The assistant replied quickly.

"That's enough," the senator said, then turned back. "Now, let's get on with it."

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